“What’s up, Deuce?” he asked in a slightly irritated voice.
“I don’t want to go to her like this. Please, Asad. Drive me around for a while to sober up.”
“You got it. I know that I wouldn’t want Varasia to see me like that if the shoe were on the other foot.”
He pulled out of the lot, handed me a water bottle, rolled the windows down, and hit the streets.
Asad finally broughtme home two hours after leaving the bar. We drove around and talked for a while about our childhood. At some point, I had fallen asleep, and by the time I woke up, he was pulling into my driveway.
He asked if I needed help making it into the house, but I promised him that I was good. I could make it without stumbling, because I had sobered up. He told me that since I hadn’t been slurring my speech anymore, he would trust me. But if he got one word that I had done anything to upset Sevyn, he would kick my ass. I loved how my brother, cousin, and best friend all looked out for her.
I fumbled with the key briefly, but I made it into the house and into my bathroom without incident or stumbling. Asad had made me drink several water bottles while we rode around. I honestly couldn’t recall how many, but they had done a number on my bladder. I had to piss like a racehorse by the time I arrived home—and the alcohol hadn’t helped.
After I finished pissing, I stripped and hopped in the shower. I let the water beat down on me as I thought about everything that Frost had said to me. I held my head underneath the steaming water to hide the tears that fell from my eyes. He was right. I had to let Lena rest in peace.
A part of me suspected that it would be much easier once the trial was finished, and Paul had been sentenced. I wasn’t sure how long that would take, and Sevyn didn’t deserve to wait that long.
I smelled her natural scent before I heard or saw her. I wondered if I had conjured her in my mind, because I felt guilty about how I had behaved over Lena all evening. A noise sounded just outside of the shower, and I stiffened briefly.
After a minute or so, she pulled the glass door opened. She stood on the outside as naked as a jaybird.
“Hey,” I greeted.
“Hey,” she replied softly before she stepped inside.
“What’re you doing here?” I asked in a thick voice coated with emotion.
“Frost called. He said you needed me, and I want to be here for you. Please let me be here for you the way that you’ve been for me, Deuce,” she pleaded, wrapping her arms around my midsection. Sevyn pressed a kiss to the middle of my back, and warmth and acceptance flooded my body.
I pressed both my hands against the tile wall in front of me and dropped my head. I felt her tiny fingers trace the outline of every tattoo on my back and arms before she turned me around and did the same thing to my neck and chest.
When she finished, she grabbed my washcloth and a bar of soap and soaped it up real good. Her hair had curled from the steam of the water, but when she switched places with me to wash me, the water poured over her and plastered her hair to her head.
It felt good to be taken care of and for someone else to care about me for a change. I could tell by Sevyn’s demeanor that she was accustomed to taking care of others. That was what made her so special, while at the same time making it hard for her to be alone. She needed people to nurture and care for. It was in her DNA.
When she finished washing my body, she washed hers, and then she led me out of the shower. Sevyn grabbed an oversized bath sheet and wrapped it around her body before she grabbedanother one, dried me off with it, and then led me out of the bathroom and to my bed. She pulled the covers back and patted the bed. “Climb inside, Deuce.”
I dropped my towel to the floor and did as she instructed. She dropped her own and climbed up with me. She straddled me, placed her hands on my chest, and slowly sank onto me.
“Just lay back and let me put you to sleep, baby.”
She rode my dick slow and hard, forcing every thought of Lena out of my head. She brushed her lips against mine.
“I don’t know who she is, but can you forget her, just for tonight? Let go of the memories, Deuce.”
I searched her eyes and wondered how much of my truth she knew. I owed her everything, and it wasn’t fair to continue hiding everything from her.
“Yeah,” I muttered. “There’s only you tonight.”
“Good. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Sevyn.”
She rode and rode me until I nutted so hard inside of her that it made my nuts ache. The last thought that I had before I fell asleep was how selfless she was. She never even came, nor did she worry about her pleasure, only mine. I felt her leave after a while, and I worried that I had offended her. But at some point, she returned, washed my dick, and climbed on the bed and in my arms. Sevyn rested her head on my chest, rubbed my belly, and whispered, “I love you, sweet man.”
JUNE ONE MONTH LATER
“Sevyn!”Deuce called out from somewhere in the house. I didn’t see him at all today. He had left for work at four this morning, and he hadn’t come straight home. It was a little after seven now, and I was already in the bed.
